Grave Robber

The stench is intolerable
my digging insane
rotted corpses lay buried
waiting in vain.

This is my work
what keeps me alive
collecting the riches
from those who have died.

At first fear gripped me
I wanted to scream
unhinging a coffin
it has become my routine.

With what I find
I pay the rent
buy food and clothing
and plan retirement.

Yet when I die
I will have spent the lot
for fear of robbers
disturbing my peaceful rot.